There are so many beautiful bridges on the Camino de Norte. As I walk across each bridge I have reflected on the times in my life I have used/needed a bridge to escape or get reprieve from a trial or burden. Sometimes the bridge represents a person who has assisted me and sometimes it is a gauge for where I am at in a particular experience.
In this picture I am almost across the bridge and currently I am almost to Santiago de Compostela.
Often I have to make an effort to get on/to the bridge.
Many times I can't see what's on the other side.
The journey is the destination.
There are others to guide me if needed.
Bien Camino
I like bridges. So glad you are posting these lovely pictures of the ones you are crossing.
ReplyDeleteLife is a bridge between yesterday and eternity. . . . . prodigalbiker.
ReplyDeleteYOU are a bridge builder, Debra. Your eloquent words and beautiful prose connects us to the journey you are experiencing. We are richly rewarded as we vicariously follow you.
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